Having an emotional evening.
A bunch of thugs have been bothering me for a while and it all seems to pile on all at once. Super stressed about money yesterday, my mom was the same way, my dad just goes out the other night and buys a case of beer and almost over draws their account. So I lent her the money to cover the beer and of course I almost overdraw because I forgot about an automatic payment. Lucky I had enough to transfer from my savings. But I've been trying not to do that anymore. I had just gotten to the point where I didn't feel like I was drowning in debt. At least now I can call my student loan people and have an adjustment made. My pay scale is way lower than it was at Giant Eagle so it'll affect my payments. It'll take longer to pay back but it won't be as stressful trying to make sure he money is in the account that it needs to be in.
Last night when Elora was in the bath tub, she was asking me silly questions and giggling. And then she asked who my mom was. I told her Grammy is my mom so she's Elora's Grammy. And she did the same with PapPap. And then...
"How come I only have a Mommy?" In the saddest voice I've ever heard her use. Not the silly over dramatic toddler pretending to be sad. She sounded heartbroken. So I teared up of course. But I sucked it up and explained that there are all kinds I families, and that ours just has an Elora and a Mamma. I waited until she went to bed to have a mini meltdown. I just feel like I'm letting her down. I know she has awesome examples in her PapPap (as much as I want to strangle him sometimes) and my Brothers (Uncles are the best). I just didn't think I'd have to answer that question this soon.
I didn't post any of this on Facebook because MY uncle is itching for a fight lately. He commented on a picture of my brothers dog and tried to turn it into a big deal. He doesn't approve of how I'm raising Elora so I can't post this kind of stuff there. I'm not the vague poster moping about dramatic crap if I can't explain it. And if I did my uncle would pounce on it. And if I didn't respond he'd call my mom and bitch to her. Not something I need to deal with. Just one more thing I don't want to have to deal with. Editing my posts is easier than dealing with my family. That's just sad :/
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